Figuring Out the Stuff Between the Beginning and the End

On the Drive Home

It’s quite the drive between the school where I work and my home. The majority of the 45 minute drive is spent on winding back roads. The only thing you can be sure of on these roads is that you can never be certain of what you might see. Once, a chicken literally crossed the road right in front of my car. True story.

Yesterday, I got a little concerned by something I saw.It wasn’t as ominous as all that. After all, driving home at 3pm means that it’s generally bright and sunny. This huge black dog was just sitting there, kind of staring as I drove down the road. But still… Am I gonna die?